Soon Castiel's shirt was off and they were both laying ontop of Dean's couch.
Dean straddled Cas as he kissed his pale chest. When he made his way back up to Castiel's lips, Cas tugged at the end of Dean's shirt.
He felt Dean's whole body go stiff. Next second, Dean's face was hovering over him, a sad look in his eyes.
"Don't... Just don't look too much okay?"
Cas arched an eyebrow. "Look at what?"
Dean gave a sigh before leaning back down for a quick kiss as he pulled off his shirt.
The scars that Cas saw on Dean's hands weren't the only ones. Dean's body was covered in them. Cas lifted a hand and softly followed the curve that trailed above his belly button.
"What- what happened to you?"
The marks were bright red, making him look burnt. Cuts trailed up and down Dean's chest.
Dean looked down at Cas and gave a light smile. "A fire is what happened."
"Wh-" Dean cut him off with another kiss.
"As I said.." Dean grumbled as he bit Castiel's ear. "Fuck now.. Talk later.."
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Soul |•| Destiel
Fanfiction[completed] "What will you like?" "Coffee. Black. Like my soul." •barista!cas• •firefighter!dean•
